Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Marcy

Billy boy, Billy boy, sit on the
Pa married Miss Marcy when I was six
Ma when I was just two
her, us young'uns would have been in a fix
She cared for us mammy's do

boy, Billy boy, sit on the porch
Do you know went on at the still?
Joe is dying, Tom Jenkins is dead
And they say that pa shot uncle Will

boy, Billy boy, sit on the porch
Do you know started the fight?
'Twas an hour passed when Marcy got home
Miss done stayed out all night
Marcy done stayed out all night

Dad was a strange one, he the dance
He did go for such frills
Marcy with Joe Wilson when she got the chance
Or Tom or uncle Will

Now pa got jealous, day after day
Today at the still they all made their
On account of Miss Marcy, dead

boy, Billy boy, sit on the porch
Do you know what went on at the
Joe is dying, Tom Jenkins is dead
And they say that pa done shot Will
And they say that pa done shot uncle

boy, Billy boy, sit on the porch
You're shaking boy, ailing you?
The blade of your knife is all crimson red
Miss Marcy well, she's too
Billy boy, Billy boy, sit on the